Embarked on an ardent, darker flight,
forcing my own soul to seek tenebrous love.
Weary of constant dizziness,
of complicated thresholds,
and of the spiritual crime.

What brought us to this night?—
the mystery,
the fright.
What has been kept? What will be given?
So unresolved and so opaque,
this—what enfolds the being.
No clear path, no order,
no purity in time.